The Curse of Desire

Ji Peicheng lifted up his eyelids.

Indeed, very ugly.

In fact, he seldom judged people by their appearance, but what Wen Wancheng did was really disgusting and ugly.

He had a reputation of being aggressive to his bed partners, this was alright if the abused party was voluntary but most of them weren’t.

In addition to this, he enjoyed rape and adultery.

It could be said that except for his kind, or people who didn’t know him well, no one would like to associate with such people, and Ji Peicheng was no exception.

Tonight was originally just a gathering between Ji Peicheng and some of his business partners. As a result, Wen Wancheng took advantage of a slight relationship with one of his business partners, and tried to connect with Ji Peicheng.

Ji Peicheng didn’t even have business with him, so how could he talk to him?

Fortunately, this person was a bit measured. After knowing that Ji Peicheng didn’t want to talk to him, he didn’t come up to him, but he didn’t leave either.

“Bitch, you’re shameless!”

After Bai Qiuyi said this, Wen Wancheng was furious, and immediately raised his hand, wanting to hit her.

“President Wen.” Ji Peicheng's voice was neither soft nor heavy, but it carried an aura that was hard to ignore.

Wen Wancheng paused.

“Children are ignorant. They don’t know what to say and what not to say. Why do you need to be as knowledgeable as her, Mr. Wen?”

Bai Qiuyi, who had originally planned to anger Wen Wancheng, pretended to seek asylum from Ji Peicheng, was stunned. What’s the matter with this tone of a parent protecting his children?

To be honest, he was only five years older than her.

Well, no matter what the process was, the result was good.

Bai Qiuyi took advantage of the situation and got off Wen Wancheng’s lap. Like a rabbit being chased by a hunter, she covered her chest with one hand, and ran towards Ji Peicheng in a panic.

Then, she sat down next to Ji Peicheng.

She remembered that Ji Peicheng was obsessed with cleanliness, so she didn’t dare to rashly stick to him.

“I wondered why the little beauty looked down on me! So she likes young talents like Mr. Ji.” Wen Wancheng glanced at Bai Qiuyi with a gloomy face while flattering Ji Peicheng.

Both Ji Peicheng and Bai Qiuyi ignored him.

With one hand still covering her chest, Bai Qiuyi stretched out her hand and took away the glass of wine in front of Ji Peicheng, “Borrow it.”

Slightly leaning her body to Ji Peicheng’s side, she poured the wine where Wen Wancheng had kissed her just now.

She rubbed his hands, “It’s so disgusting. I thought I could bear it, but I didn’t expect that I overestimated myself… Just now, thank you, if you didn’t help me, I would definitely fight in a panic and then this matter will not end well.”

Ji Peicheng didn’t know why she babbled so much to a stranger like him, but when he saw Bai Qiuyi’s movements, his eyes paused, and then moved away. He touched his trouser pocket.

A clean handkerchief was handed to Bai Qiuyi, “Wipe it.”

“Thank you.” Bai Qiuyi took the handkerchief away from his hand without touching him.